Last night I finally made it to the Horseshoe Casino in downtown Cleveland and let's say it was interesting.
I like to consider myself a person that knows casinos. I have gambled in casinos in Vegas, on boats, overseas (that was an interesting story), at racetracks, in basements, internet casinos and at OTBs (off-track betting). Hmm...after typing that I'm hearing Kenny Rogers in my head.
Walking into the Horseshoe, I expected it to be somewhere between a Vegas casino and something like Mountaineer.
I walked in with some family members without any fuss at about 8:30 pm. The guard greeted us and shuffled us along out of line and into the casino (sadly, there was no question any of us were under 21). We tried to make a beeline for the rewards counter to sign up for a new card and we abandoned that idea when we saw the line. A suggestion to the Horseshoe - since it is so ridiculously crowded right now, set up a few temporary tables to sign up more guests. There has to be a way to move the process along.
I wanted to try my hand at blackjack, craps or roulette, but that was out of the question. The tables were full and there was a secondary circle around most, waiting to pounce the first open chair. All of the tables I saw were at least $15, which was a little more than I wanted to pay. I'm not that big of a player.
That was something that I heard from my aunt and her slot machine posse. The games were too high. They were griping that the slot machines were too high. That if you are playing .01 or .02 machines, you have to pay at least .40 a spin. I won $50 on a .02 machine playing .40 a pop, so I'm not griping, although I see their point. *shrugs*
As far as the staff, the greeter/security guy at the entrance was friendly. I didn't order any drinks, so I can't comment on the wait staff. The folks around the slot machines were a mixture of smiling faces or group gripers. There was a pair of staffers complaining about something or someone while hanging on the back of slot chairs. I had to break up their grumblefest so I could get to the game I wanted to play. A job like that is hard, with every move in the public eye. That is why you go to the breakroom to complain, or the bar.
The crowd was interesting. It *felt* like a casino in Vegas on a Friday night. There were lookie lou tourist types, hardcore gamblers and bachelorette parties. And the partiers. The partiers is a group that will be a problem later on. I didn't have a problem with it, but some folks in my party were a little concerned about safety. There were so many groups of partiers that I thought there was a nightclub in the casino (there is not).
In general, I didn't mind it, but I'm fairly certain I don't want to be in the casino during the late night hours. While I have full faith in the security staff, it is a matter of time before we see about a major fight in the joint on the news.
Would I go back? Absolutely. I have heard great things about the restaurants and I do want to go back and play a little craps.
Sounds like a personal day to me.